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Jul. 8th, 2005 01:55 pmIn London, my cousin, his wife, and their child are fine. He was most at risk as he works in the business district and the yank does not drive.
My professor was nice, the bastard. I was by far the furthest along on the paper, though I typically have the hardest time producing such work. I was hours away from having a complete draft done, when last night he announced that rather than Monday - the paper is now due Friday. Everyone else is still picking out a topic, while I'm submitting drafts of sections to the prof for review. My only hope is that he takes note of my early efforts and adjusts my score accordingly. I gave up how many parties and events over the holiday weekend, only to find I could have gone out all that time after all?
Remind me to take the time to explain what law school is really like, and what the law is really like. People keep offering me advice and their observations about my topic. I know they mean well, and of course I keep initiating the conversations because it's where my mind is right now. The problem is that I'm seeing why lawyer bastards are so isolated - their world is distinct from the real world. It doesn't matter how an email is sent or what the packets look like on the internet, it only matters what the court says about them. It isn't important that a letter is in an envelope whether it's in the USPS or FedEx, it matters that one is ordained by congress while the other is private and has contract language built into their service. Law isn't like logic, it's not like real life, it's not something you see on tv or in a movie. Law is simply finding out what the courts say the test is, then looking at your facts and seeing what side of the test they fall on. There is no thinking, no analysis, and unfortunately none of that really cool debate that lawyers are famous for. It's more like checking off boxes.
I'm going to elaborate on this topic in the next couple of days/weeks. I want to explain the law, or at least law school, to the layperson - and explain why I've been disappointed in law school. I was hoping to develop some skills in school, and I can see those hopes were misplaced.
My professor was nice, the bastard. I was by far the furthest along on the paper, though I typically have the hardest time producing such work. I was hours away from having a complete draft done, when last night he announced that rather than Monday - the paper is now due Friday. Everyone else is still picking out a topic, while I'm submitting drafts of sections to the prof for review. My only hope is that he takes note of my early efforts and adjusts my score accordingly. I gave up how many parties and events over the holiday weekend, only to find I could have gone out all that time after all?
Remind me to take the time to explain what law school is really like, and what the law is really like. People keep offering me advice and their observations about my topic. I know they mean well, and of course I keep initiating the conversations because it's where my mind is right now. The problem is that I'm seeing why lawyer bastards are so isolated - their world is distinct from the real world. It doesn't matter how an email is sent or what the packets look like on the internet, it only matters what the court says about them. It isn't important that a letter is in an envelope whether it's in the USPS or FedEx, it matters that one is ordained by congress while the other is private and has contract language built into their service. Law isn't like logic, it's not like real life, it's not something you see on tv or in a movie. Law is simply finding out what the courts say the test is, then looking at your facts and seeing what side of the test they fall on. There is no thinking, no analysis, and unfortunately none of that really cool debate that lawyers are famous for. It's more like checking off boxes.
I'm going to elaborate on this topic in the next couple of days/weeks. I want to explain the law, or at least law school, to the layperson - and explain why I've been disappointed in law school. I was hoping to develop some skills in school, and I can see those hopes were misplaced.